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at them. And so you see Eva has been sent
down here as q penalty for being so hand
some"
"Most Of us would be glad TO undergo
heavier penalties than that IL we could only
be guilty Of the crime," said Dorothy, little
sadly.
"Ah, my dear, dare say you think so,"
answered the old lady. "Every young woman
longs to he beautiful and get the admiration
of men, but are they any the happier for III
doubt IL. Very often that admiration
brings endless troubles in its train, and per-
haps in the end wrecks the happiness Of the
woman herself and Of others who mixed
up with her. was once beautiful woman,
my dear-I am old enough TO say 1t now-and
can tell YOU that believe that Providence
cannot do a more unkind thing TO woman
than to give her striking beauty, unless 1t
gives with It great strength Of mind A
weak minded beauty Is the most unfortunate
Of her sex. Her very attractions, which are
sure to draw the secret enmity Of other wo-
men on to her, are a source Of difficulty to
herself, because they bring her lovers with
whom she cannot deal. Sometimes the end
of such woman Is sad enough. I have seen
it happen several times, my dear"
Often In after life, and in circumstances
Of old Miss Ceswicks words and acknowledge
their truth; but at this time they did not com
vince her.
"I would give anything to be like your
niece" she said, bluntly, "and so would any
other girl Ask Florence, for instance"
"Ah, my dear, you think so now. Wait till
another twenty years have passed over your
heads, and then, IL you are both alive, see
which of you is the happiest. As for Florence,
of course she would wish to be like Eva; OF
course it is painful to her to have to go about
with girl beside whom she looks like little
dowdy. dare say that she would have been
as glad II Eva had stopped in London as her
cousins were that she had left it. Dear, dear,
hope they won't quarrel Florences temper
is dreadful when she quarrels."
This was a remark that Dorothy could not
gansay. She knew very well what Florence's
temper was like.
"But, Mr.. jeremy went on the old lady,
"all this must be stupid talk for you to listen
to; tell me, have you been rowing any more
races latelyT'
"No," said Jeremy; 81 strained muscle
in my arm in the Varsity race, and it is not
quite well yet"
"And where is my dear Ernestr Like
most women, Of whatever age they might be,
| Miss Ceswick adored Ernest.
"1Ie is coming back on Monday week"
"Oh, then he will be in time for the
| Smythes' lawn tennis party.
And then, at last came Monday, the long
expected day Of Ernests arrival
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lire INSURANCE

EIRE INSURANCE
CHRIsTIAN 2. KNAPP, BLoohsBu Ra, PA.
hSsehSSTsi, hhSsal az q G oy NEWARK, NJ.
CLINTON, N Y.
PEOPLES' N. Y.
READING, PA.
These OLD CORPORATIONS are well seasoned by
aye and PIRR TRsTRD and have never yet had
loss settled by any court OF law. Their assets are
all invested In SOLID aRcURiTIRs are liable 10 th6
hazard OF FIRE only. t.
Losses PROMPTLY and HONESTLY adjusted and
paid as soon as determined by CHRIsTrAs Y.
kRArP, SPECIAL Aanrr AND ADJusrER BLooAsBusd'
Pa -.-...L. u
The people of Columbia county should patron.
lie the agency where Losses II any are settled and
paid by one OF ther own citizens
PROMPTNESS. EQUITY, FAIR DEALING.
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A New Zealand Park.

Te Hen Hen has presented to the New Zea-
land government for public park the "won-
derland" Of that country, including the
volcano Tengariro, the extinct volcano
Ruapehu, Mount Ngaruahoe, and the hot
lake district Te Hen Hen is a great chief
OF the Ngatutawbaretea Maories Chicago
Trihuna
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Pet Phrases In PRAYERS.

The following is an expression which always
occurred in President Days prayers; "We
are the degenerate plants of strange vine"
An old Litchlleld deacon used TO have this
pet phrase; "When, oh, Lord, the clouds OF
the valley shall fall on this dilapidated form
-Hartford Religious Herald.
Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1887-07-06

She rose without q word. and, taking his
band, they advanced together along the
bank. They had not gone twenty yards be-
fore John gave an exclamation of joy and
rushed at something white that had stuck in
some reeds. It was the basket of food which
had been given to them by the innkeepers
wife at Heidelberg. 1t had been washed out
of the cart. and, as the lid was fastened,
nothing had been lost out of it. He undid it.
There was the bottle of three star brandy un-
touched, also most of the eggs, meat and
bread, which last was, Of course, sodden and
worthless. 1t did not take long to get the
cork out, and then John filled broken wine
glass there was in the basket half full OF
water and half of brandy, and made jess
drink it, with the result that she began to
look little less like corpse. Next he re-
peated the process twice on his own account,
and instantly felt as though new life was
flowing into him. Then they went cautiously
on.
The horses allowed them to catch them
without trouble, and did not appear to be any
the worse for their adventure, though the
flank Of one was grazed by bullet. ,
"There Is tree there where the bank
shelves over; we had bstter tie the horses up,
dreSsa and get. some breakfast = said John, ale,
most cheerfully; and accordingly they pro-:
ceeded thither. Suddenly John, who was
ahead, started back with an exclamation OF
fear, and the horses began to snort, for there,
stark and stiff in death, and already swollen
and discolored by decomposition-as is some
times the case with people killed by lightning
the rifles in their hands twisted and fused,
their clothes cut and blown from the bodies
by the explosion Of the cartridges in their
Sandoliers the two Beers themselves. 1t
was terrifying sight, and, taken in conjunc.:
ton with their own remarkable escape, one
to make the most careless and skeptical re-
fleet.
aAnd yet there are people who say that
there is no such thing as q God and no pun
ishment for wicketlness," said John aloud.
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VANITY OF WORLDLY PLEASURE.
1 have run the silly rounds of pleas
ure, and have done with them all.
I have enjoyed all the pleasures of
the world; appraise them at their
real worth which indeed, is very
low. Those who have only seen their
outside always overrate them I have
seen all the coarse pulleys and dirty
ropes which move the gaudy ma
chimes; and I have also seen and
smelled the tallow candles which IL
Illuminate the whole decoration, to the
astonishment and admiration of the
ignorant audience. When I reflect
on what I have seen, what have
heard and what I have done, I can
hardly persuade myself that all friv-
olous hurry and hustle of pleasure in
the world had reality. Hook upon
all that is past one of those roman
tic dreams which opium commonly
occasions; and I do by no means de-
sire to repeat the nauseous dose.-
Lord Chesterfield.
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va Here is the composition of an
Indian pupil at the Hampton school:
Zone day, bright day, and a little
bird happy and stood on log and
sang all day long. That bird dosen't
know anything about cat. She
thinks nobody is near to her. But
behind the near log one sly old cat
is watching. She want to eat for
supper, and she thinks about steal.
ing all the time. The old cat came
very slow, and by and by she 60
after the little bird, but she does
not see him and sang aloud again.
She sang just like this: Il always
try to do what is right, when I ever
died I 60 heaven That bird said
these all words, and I shall not for
get the bird what it said, and these
all words it said and after two three
minutes go died; that cat jumped
and catch and kill, eat all up except
little things from bird, wings legs,
or skin, and that bird is glad to die
because she is very good bird. That
little bird has last time sang, and
very happy was little bird after that.
I think the old cat have good dinner
and happy just same as the bird was
at first time"
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A NORTHERN CALIFORNIA For.
EsT.-Here the trees of gigantic pro-
portions, grew in such close contig-
uity that. it seemed battle for life
through lack of space; and the trail
I followed narrowed until horse and
rider had barely room to pass be-
tween the trees. The outspreading
branches, interlocked in inextricable
ENHANCEMENT, formed solid canopy
of foliage, excluding sunshine and
light-so impenetrable that it was
useless for me to gaze up toward the
heavens, or even to guess the time of
day from the position of the sun, or
from any glimmer of its rays. Not
carrying watch, and accustomed to
tell the time by the length of the
shadows, 1 became anxious from
inability even to guess at the time of
day, and feared from the darkness Of
my surroundings that the sun must
be descending far toward the hori-
zon. But after a couple of hours of
painful anxiety, I at length emerged
from the dark, dense, and depressing
forest, to find myself once more un-
der the blue canopy of a California
sky, and the sun with five hours left
to reach its resting place. in the west.
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STRATEGY, NERVE AND LIBERTY.

Some time later We were transfer
red to Point Lookout prison, Mary.
land. Among our number was a
young man named Hunter, of Wash
ington, D. C. During his imprison-
ment he had been furnished with
complete wardrobe, far more COM
plete than any Confederate soldier
dared to dream of. On the day
of departure he was dressed in a
"nobby" business suit, looking as
unlike a soldier of any kind as could
be. The prisoners were gathered
together in the quadrangle of the
prison, and as each name was called
the man passed through the office
out to the pavement and formed in
column between the lines of guards.
Each prisoner carried his effects-if
he was fortunate enough to possess
any. When Hunters name was
called he came out enveloped in his
blanket, his hat knocked awry and
carrying his valise.
Those who had seen how jauntily
he looked in the yard scarcely recog-
nized this figure that shuftied with
its shambling gait, out to the pave
ment, nor did they understand why
he had made such a guy of himself.
The prisoners talked and laughed
gayly among themselves.
No one noticed Hunter lay aside
his blanket and "spruce" himselfu up.
Asking a comrade to look after his
blanket and valise, and to make no
remark on anything he might see,
Hunter moved TO the curbstone side
of column. Unnoticed by the guards
he stepped beyond the curbing and
faced around, looking nonchalantly
at the prisoners while leisurely light
ing a cigar. One of the guards
noticed the distingue individual and
brought his musket down to
"charge bayonets," remarking: "It's
against orders, sir, for anyone to
come on this side of the street."
Hunter coolly said, while putting his
cigar: "Oh, I'd like to get good
look at these id rebels" The
guard repeated: "It'sagainst orders,
sir, and you will have to cross the
street." "All right" says Hunter,
not wishing to prolong the conver-
sation, and he sauntered across the
street-turning occasionally to look
at the prisoners-where, leaning
against a tree box, he watched the
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A MODERN DEMOSTHENES.

Hugh Swinton Legare, of South
Carolina, was a good specimen of
cultivated orator. Originally his
voice had been harsh and weak, while
a defective shape and ill-proportion-
ed arms Zone of which had been stiff
fened with smallpox in his YOUTH
seemed to render it impossible for
him ever to attain a graceful or ex-
pressive gesticulation. Yet, by
self-training to which the famous
one of Demosthenes was almost moth
ing, he vanquished these formida-
BILE disadvantages. By the practice
everything that could strengthen his
utterance, give him the command of
its modulations and improve his
whole enunciation, he absolutely cre-
ated himself a voice the most power
full and one of the most perfect I had
ever heard. It became clear, musi-
cal, delicate and true in its minutest
intonations, while, in its more We
hement bursts of sound, it grew capa-
BILE of filling the largest hall with
laundering tones, to which we have
often felt the walls Of legislature
ring and yibrate ~ z e
he overcame, III like manner, Or
contrived to hide, his bodily defects,
so as to attain command Of gesture
quite sufficient to second the beauti-
full recitatives of his voice and the
play of features unusually striking
a noble and commanding counte-
nance, full of intellect and passion,
and fit to mirror all the glow of his
eloquence could express. Mr.. Legare
was United States charge des affaires
at Brussels from 1882 until 1886, and
was one of the most popular diplo-
matte representatives our country has
ever had at that refined court. Ap-
pointed attorney general by John
Tyler, he accompanied him when he
went to Boston to attend the cele-
bration of the battle of Bunker Hill,
and was taken i'll, dying there on the
23d of June, 1S43.
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How THE HINDoO REAPs.-The
Hindoo reaps with an iron blade six
inches long, an inch wide, and curv-
ed like a sickle, costing him 4 cents.
He squats on his heels, cuts hand
full, lays it down, and, without rising
off his heels, waddles forward and
cuts another. In - days he cuts an
acre, and receives cents a day,
boarding himself. When he wants
to thrash his grain, he drives stake
in the ground, spreads his grain
around it, ties a rope to mis- bulls
horns and then to the stake and
drives the animal around and around
until the straw is tramped very fine
into what they call "bhoosa," which
is fed to the cattle after the wheat is
separated. The English have tried
to introduce threshing machines, but
the Hindoos will have none of them.
They think the cattle would not eat
the straw, because it breaks instead
of tramping it flat.
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WHERE BATS SPEND THE WINTER.

Bats IN cold climates hibernate du.
ring the winter, says writer in the
San Francisco Call. In other words,
they are enabled to enter a dormant
state and live for months without
eating. So complete is this sleep
thatin cases exc mined the most deli
cate instrument failed to detect
breathing on the part of the animal,
and in another instance the bat
was placed under water without any
apparent harm resulting from the
extended bath. The deep sleeps are
generally passed in trunks of trees
or caves, and in the latter myriads
of bats are often found. AS soon as
the insect supply is cut off, at the
commencement of cold weather, the
bats take to the caves, and do not
appear until spring; but in the
country they are out all winter, per-
haps retiring during unusually cold
spells.
Bats have their value, and deyour
large number of insects, from the
mosquito to the larger forms. Some
of the American Indians do not OBJ
ject to roast bat, and the big fruit
bats of the Indian peninsula are
considered great luxuries by the ma
tives. AS these animals have q
strech of wings of five feet, it must
require no little moral courage to
eat one.
In the early geological ages some
remarkable batlike creatures existed,
though they were in reality reptiles;
yet some found east of the Rocky
mountains were, as far as appear
ances 60, enormous toothless bats.
One American form had a. spread of
wing of twenty-five feet. The re-
mains of one of these giants can be
seen in the museum of Yale college,
with another from Europe that is
doubtless the most rapid flyer ever
discovered or thought of. Unlike
it's American cousin, it was small,
and resembled bat with a pelican
like bill armed with sharp teeth.
The tail, however was the most
wonderful feature. It was longer
than the body, and terminated in
veritable paddle that was a facsimile
of tennis racket, and served this
curious flyer as a rudder.
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DIVERTEDORC CoNvERTED.-Some
people mistake the one for the other.
Those, for example, who turn for
season from selfish pursuits and pleas
ures, but after a few weeks or months
are found back in the old ways again.
The world, looking upon them, says
complacently: "They are going my
way, after all. I thought they had
taken a different track" Those peo-
pie were diverted, and not converted.
They were turned aside from their
sins for time, but were not turned
away from them. He who only
turns half around under some special
pressure of gospel truth can hardly
be called a follower Of Christ. With
one eye upon the world, and the 9th
er upon the Cross, he finds little real
pleasure in either. Diverted from
the world by thoughts of the king
dom of heaven, and yet loving the
world too we'll to be converted, or
turned quite away from it, trying to
hold to Christ with one hand and sin
with the other, like the young man
in the story of old, hegoes away sor-
rowful.-Golde'a Rule.
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ITO BE Continued
SUBMISSION.

"For me, I feel that nothing can
be easier than to fulfill the duty
which lies before me in life," said
P, young Christian, in a col
lege prayer meeting. II have CIV
en- up my plans for entering into
business. I shall devote my life to
preaching the gospel. I have di-
vided the day into periods. So
many hours for prayer, so many for
biblical study, 80 many for work
and necessary recreation. l shall
make it an absolute rule to speak
with kind entreaties to evil.doers,
never'to allow MY temper to be dis
turbed, and to occupy myself who'll
ly in works of kindness and charity.
l have begun this carefully ordered
life, and find it easy and full of
sweetness"
THE next day p received a-tel-'
egram that his father was dying.
He fastened home, to find him dead
and insolvent. He left the care of
his helpless brothers and sisters on
P. He was forced to 60 to work
as a book-keeper, and to postpone his
preparation for the ministry. His
life for two years was hard one;
seventeen hours of labor, and an un-
happy, quarrelsome family at home.
At the end of that time, an accident
disabled him for months. He was
confined to bed, suffering great pain
at intervals, and surrounded by the
direst poverty, which he could do
nothing to relieve. He grew bitter
and skeptical.
"Can there be just God ?" he said
to friend. "My purposes were
good. He has thwarted them all. I
might have been a pillar in Gods
house. He has left me useless
lump of clay by the wayside."
HE gave you the opportunity to
preach submission and patience as
you could have done in no pulpit"
was the answer. "You are lump
of clay and he the potter. 1t does
not matter whether you are made
into a rare porcelain vessel or an
earthen one, provided you hold his
purity and love and give it to the
world"
The rebuke had its effect. Years
afterwards P gained his wish and
became Christian minister. He
declared that at no time of his life
was he brought so near to God in
humility and love as during the
years when he was debarred from
openly proclaiming his name.
There are few of us who do not at
some time in our lives complain that
God has restrained and thrust US into
the background when we would have
rendered him service. The roots of
the tree, could they reason, would
doubtless rebel when they are buried
in the dark, damp earth, but out of it
they gather the life and sweetness
for the flower and fruit. Obedience
is true religious service, and expert
ence is often the best scholarship of
life.- Youths Companion.
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"Johnnies' with as much curiosity
~ &loro UThaxo &ha ool,yy,, r,

"Johnnies" with as much curiosity
as anyone there. When the column
moved off the cheer that went up
from the Confederates was thought
by the lockers on to be the escape of
pent up feeling of prisoners at being
let out into the open air, when in
reality it was the farewell outburst
of admiration for their comrade left
standing there, who, by his strate-
gy and nerve, had won for himself
freer air than they breathed.
Hunter spent several days il.
Washington, then started for Dixie,
but was captured at Bowling Green,
Va, not as an escaped prisoner, but
as one who couldn't give clear ac-
count of himself. His captors halted
for the night on the way to Wash
ington, taking refuge in an old
abandoned house, with one of those
large stone chimneys so common in
Virginia. The windows being all
boarded up and one of the guards
lying against the door, they thought
that sufficient to hold a fancy little
BLOCKADE runner" therefore re-
laxed their vigilance so much as to
sleep. A. little FIRE, smoke and SCOT
were slight ifnpediments to q man
like the prisoner. He crawled up
the chimney, dropped down on the
outside, and prisons knew him no
more.-PhilddelphiG Times.
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one, bear no anger. Believe me, dear Miss
Bessie, your humble and devoted servant,
-5ss&, TFRANK MULLER"

4.
Bessie thrust the letter into the pocket of her
dress and then again caught hold Of the ver-
anda postand supported herself by it, while the
light of. the sun seemed to visibly fade out Of
the day before her eyes and replace itself by
cold blackness in which there was no break.
He was dead-her lover was dead! The glow
had gone from her life as it seemed to be
going from the day, and she was left desolate.
She bad no knowledge Of how long she stood
thus, staring with wide eyes at the sunshine
she could not see She had lost her count of
time; All things were phantasmagorical and
unreal; al that she could realize was this one
overpowering, crushing fact-John was deadl
aMissie,p said the i'll favored messenger be-
low, fixing his one eye upon her poor sorrow
stricken face and yawning.
There was no answer.
aMissie, he said again, els there any an
swer3 must be going. want to get back
In time to see the Beers take Pretoria"
Bessie looked at him vaguely. "Yours is
message that needs no answer" she said.
aWhSs isn
, & The brute laughed. "No, I can't take a
lsts SRs the captain, !" he said; T saw ia. Jan
vapzf shoot him. BE fs1t So and he sud-
denly collapsed all in heap on the path, in
imitation Of a man struck dead bya bullet.
II can't take him message, missile" be went
on, rising, "but one day you will be able to
60 and look for him yourself I did not mean
that; what meGnt was that I could take
letter to Frank Muller. A live Boer is better
than dead Englishman; and Frank Muller
will make a fine husband for any girl fyou
shut your eyes you won't know the differ
ence."
"Go!" said Bessie, in choked voice, and
pointing her hand toward the avenue.
Bessie vacautly watched him 90. Then, as
though struck by thought, she turned and
went into the sitting room.
"What is all this about, BessieF said her
uncle, following her. "What does that man
mean about Frank Mullerp
at means. uncle DEAR" she said at last, in
a voice that was something between a sob and
laugh, "that I am a widow before I am
married. John is dead!"
"Deadl dead!" said the old man, putting his
hand to his forehead and turning round in
dazed sort of fashion-"John deadw
"Read the letter." said Bessie, handing him
Frank Muller's missive.
The old man took it and read it. His hand
shook so much that it took him long while
to come to the end Of it.
"Good God!" he said at last, "what blowl
My poor Bessie" and he took her into his arms
and kissed her. Suddenly thought struck
him. perhaps it is all one of Frank Muller's
lies," he said "or perhaps he made mistake"
But Bessie made'no answer. For the time,
at any rate, hope had left her.
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